Chapter 119
- Joaquin Latham nodded and left the ward with Melanie Summer.
- After the sedative, Zayla Steele seemed numb to the world. Her arms and neck were crisscrossed with scratches she’d carved into herself. Hair a mess, she looked like a madwoman.
- A nurse disinfected the wounds and dabbed on ointment, coaxing her gently, afraid she’d hurt: “Does it sting?”